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"Good morning, Master Mengyi. Shall we go to the classroom together after breakfast?"

The system's favorable impression notification sound and Salamander's greeting sounded at the same time.

Eyes of onlookers swept over from all directions, instantly illuminating Su Tang, and whispers followed.

"My goodness, this new recruit is so brave that he dares to directly invite Lord Mengyi."

"You are very courageous. Unfortunately, Mr. Meng Yi will never agree to this."

"I don't think so. Have you seen the video yesterday? Shalamander is very powerful and has a good-looking face. Although Lord Mengyi already has a female monarch, he is a male monarch. Who can be sure of that?"

"You are generalizing. Not all heroes are like this. Sweetheart is devoted to our boss."

"Mr. Mengyi is not a sweetheart. Besides, who dares to compete with the boss for it?"

"..."

The deliberately suppressed voice was very small, but it was transmitted to Su Tang's ears very clearly.

Su Tang's eyebrows jumped and she covered her ears feeling guilty for some reason.

Hey, hey, hey, please don't slander him. His dear wife is listening to him.

He narrowed his eyes and glanced subtly at the upturned corners of Salamander's mouth. It was difficult to summarize Su Tang's complicated mood at the moment in one sentence.

Whenever he saw the face that made his beloved wife misunderstand and become jealous, he couldn't help but think of what happened last night.

His body and soul were firmly controlled by his jealous wife. He couldn't escape and wanted to release the sour feeling but couldn't.

I can't think about it. As soon as I think about it, my spine starts to go numb reflexively.

Su Tang drooped her eyelids after taking a glance, put the tip of her tongue against the roots of her teeth, and took a deep breath quietly to suppress the sudden heat that surged in her heart.

Although the other party did help him yesterday.

As the saying goes, don't hit a laughing bug.

Su Tang's eyes fell on Song Xingcheng, who was huddled in the corner, looking at him with sparkling eyes. With a fake smile on her face, she found an excuse and politely refused, "Sorry, it may not be convenient."

Discussions started again.

"I'm right, I'm sure you'll be rejected. It's not a question of how good-looking or strong you are."

"If even an excellent man like Salamander doesn't like him, I have no chance at all."

The female insect next to him took the breakfast from his hand with an expressionless face.

The cooked breakfast disappeared, and the female soldier tried to take it back in confusion, "We agreed to treat you, why are you taking it back?"

The female soldier rolled her eyes in annoyance, "You kid, you want to break up my CP, what are you eating, go eat your fart."

"...I just have a bad mouth, I don't have that ability, brother, good brother, dad, please give me a bite of breakfast."

"..."

......Why is the style of the Seventh Legion like this? It was said that the God of Death's subordinates are strictly disciplined. You are talking nonsense. Does Admiral Bai Xu know?

He is here to build relationships, not to create hatred.

In the chaotic background, the veins on Salamander's forehead twitched, his smile froze for a moment and then lifted up as if nothing had happened. He explained seriously, "Don't misunderstand, Master Mengyi. I just admired your fighting yesterday and wanted to ask you for advice."

Then another insect said, "Did you hear that? You misunderstood. Who said that male and female insects can't have brotherly love?"

"Is your brotherhood simple?"

"What's the point of being affectionate? Can you guys be a little more ambitious? By the way, you all watched the competition between the boss and Mr. Mengyi yesterday. Apart from the Second Prince, this is the first time I've seen such a capable fighter."

"Awesome, I'm tired of saying it. Even the Second Prince isn't that amazing. I don't even dare to imagine his amazing memory."

"What misunderstanding? If you ask me, it's just an excuse for not being able to get love and having to settle for the next best thing."

The female soldier sighed with emotion, looking up at the ceiling at a 45-degree angle, sighed with a look of vicissitudes in her eyes, and brought the topic back to the topic, "Hey, thinking back to the past... I understand."

On the other end of the line, Bai Xu, who had listened to the entire process, had no expression on his face, but the temperature in the conference room kept dropping.

Rachel exhaled a puff of hot air, folded her arms and took small steps, moving closer to Daisy little by little, tilted her head towards her, and whispered with concern, "Xixi, are you cold? I have something in my bracelet..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused, thinking of Su Tang's teachings, and quickly changed the subject, "If you are cold, I will take off my clothes and put them on you." After saying this, he was about to unbutton his clothes.

Daisy glanced at him sideways, took out her coat from her bracelet and put it on his shoulders, then buttoned up his loosened clothes one by one. Her fingertips accidentally brushed against his chin, then quickly retracted them, her eyes moved slightly, and she said gently, "I'm not cold."

Rachel shuddered when she was scratched unexpectedly. The place on her chin that was touched felt like a feather tickling her, and she grinned silently.

Rachel, who failed to flirt but instead received concern, pinched the collar of her coat and took a deep breath. The aroma of laundry detergent was mixed with a faint fragrance, which was the smell of Daisy's pheromones.

With nowhere to hide her face, Rachel quickly blushed. She glanced at Daisy's hand, which was so close to her, moved again, glanced at it, and then quietly moved closer.

Until their arms were completely touching, Rachel looked straight ahead without looking away, blushing, and carefully and pretending to casually touch Daisy's hand hanging beside her.

It was warm, warmer than his and softer than his.

Rachel, who was overjoyed, looked even darker, right up to the monkey's ass.

Daisy was slightly startled by the slight itch on her little finger. The roots of her ears, which were hidden by her long hair, were quietly stained with a hint of pink, but she did not move her hanging hand away.

In the meeting room that felt like it was falling on an iceberg, the palpitations that seemed to be there and not there were quietly increasing in speed.

Inside the restaurant.

Su Tang had a head full of question marks:...No, brother, what do you know, this is all nonsense.

Say the protagonist likes him?

They are both heroes, and the other party is his potential rival in love.

What do you like? Do you want to take it out and compare the size?

What a New Age joke this is.

Also, what happened to the protagonist?

Although he admits that he is excellent and attractive, isn't the direction of your strategy a bit too biased?

There are no numerical values ​​on the system page, only a prompt indicating an increase in favorability. How different is this from being a hooligan?

If the other party's initial favorability is negative, adding negative one hundred and one will still result in a negative number.

It’s a trap, definitely a trap.

Su Tang stared at the other person's smiling face and narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Could it be that the other party had also guessed his identity, and wanted to use gossip to cause discord between him and his beloved wife, so as to achieve the goal of alienating him and his beloved wife.

Finally, he restored his identity as Xiongzi, approached his beloved wife, and took the opportunity to break in.

So fucking scheming!

Su Tang glanced at Salamander coldly and silently distanced herself from him.

Song Xingcheng also didn't understand. He looked at Salamander, who was at the center of the topic, and then looked at Meng Yi, who had a shocked look on his face.

How could Salamander like Mengyi? He didn't feel any love from her at all.

Speaking of like.

Song Xingcheng couldn't help but recall the scene of the competition with General Bai Xu yesterday.

The palm-sized little face wrinkled and he raised his hand to pat his head.

Oh my, what are you thinking about.

Qu Ziyi, who was sitting diagonally opposite, took in Xiong Zi's adorable look and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

It was inconvenient to speak directly in public, so after thinking about it, Su Tang quickly opened the bracelet to send a message to his dear wife.

"My dear wife, don't listen to them. I only love you. Salamander doesn't like me. He..."

Su Tang paused, thinking that it was not a good idea to expose the other party's identity directly now, but he also didn't want his beloved wife to pay too much attention to the other party.

"In short, I have nothing to do with him, so don't take it to heart, dear wife."